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June 28, 2014, 03:07 PM
@Majesty
Ypres had had enough. She was working on becoming Beta of the pack, but yet was sitting on the fence with staying or leaving. Maybe she would create a pack pf her own and remain here as well. It was tons of work, but Ypres knew she could manage. Her tribe or pack would consist of wild fauna and wolves mixed together to create a powerful alliance. Heaven Demons she would call it. She knew a band of wild fauna in her recent regions that would come together in her battle to keep this pack and her secret alliance pack strong and alive, no matter how big or small.
Ypres wasn't one to offer the start of war, but she was willing to hold her ground and keep her stance strong. She was a rebel at heart, and not one to be underestimated like most have already. She was a crafty little bitch who offered great rewards to those who were willing to do all of her dirty work; a ringleader in any organized crime. She may not be the toughest or strongest wolf of the pack, but she did offer a hidden talent of brains and blood lust.
She needed a meeting with Majesty and called for him specifically and only him. She was down right disappointed in his leadership and wanted to challenge his authority and call him out mono-e-mono. She raised her snout to the skies and cried out a calling to Majesty. She had much to discuss with him. Despite his foolishness, Ypres was faced with the hard choice of calling in her alliances from back home. She had sent a raven to seek out Hailstorm the Eagle and a Rocky the Cougar to join her in her mission to keep this pack safe. She had offered the raven a free meal in helping her retrieve her alliances since her mission failed so terribly in the black bear region.
She was disappointed with herself in that one, but she couldn't beat herself up too bad about it; after all, she still had a few fall backs. The Epsilon howled once more as she grew irritated fro waiting. Pacing back and forth, her body language said it all. She was not happy. She either spoke to him now, or bottled up her emotions. And bottling up her emotions poured out an ugly Ypres. No one ever wanted to see that side of her. EVER! Her enemies worked hard at it, but she offered sugar and spice in their direction, but not anymore. The Heaven's Demons were coming, and Majesty had better be prepared to deal with the ugliness that was about to unfold. The ugliness that would keep this pack alive!
Ypres paced with anticipation her body hunkered, skull pointed downward, and holding her posture in tense notion; she probably didn't have to say anything at all to anyone who dared approach. She halt her pacing as she looked up hearing footsteps approaching. Was it him?
Ypres had had enough. She was working on becoming Beta of the pack, but yet was sitting on the fence with staying or leaving. Maybe she would create a pack pf her own and remain here as well. It was tons of work, but Ypres knew she could manage. Her tribe or pack would consist of wild fauna and wolves mixed together to create a powerful alliance. Heaven Demons she would call it. She knew a band of wild fauna in her recent regions that would come together in her battle to keep this pack and her secret alliance pack strong and alive, no matter how big or small.
Ypres wasn't one to offer the start of war, but she was willing to hold her ground and keep her stance strong. She was a rebel at heart, and not one to be underestimated like most have already. She was a crafty little bitch who offered great rewards to those who were willing to do all of her dirty work; a ringleader in any organized crime. She may not be the toughest or strongest wolf of the pack, but she did offer a hidden talent of brains and blood lust.
She needed a meeting with Majesty and called for him specifically and only him. She was down right disappointed in his leadership and wanted to challenge his authority and call him out mono-e-mono. She raised her snout to the skies and cried out a calling to Majesty. She had much to discuss with him. Despite his foolishness, Ypres was faced with the hard choice of calling in her alliances from back home. She had sent a raven to seek out Hailstorm the Eagle and a Rocky the Cougar to join her in her mission to keep this pack safe. She had offered the raven a free meal in helping her retrieve her alliances since her mission failed so terribly in the black bear region.
She was disappointed with herself in that one, but she couldn't beat herself up too bad about it; after all, she still had a few fall backs. The Epsilon howled once more as she grew irritated fro waiting. Pacing back and forth, her body language said it all. She was not happy. She either spoke to him now, or bottled up her emotions. And bottling up her emotions poured out an ugly Ypres. No one ever wanted to see that side of her. EVER! Her enemies worked hard at it, but she offered sugar and spice in their direction, but not anymore. The Heaven's Demons were coming, and Majesty had better be prepared to deal with the ugliness that was about to unfold. The ugliness that would keep this pack alive!
Ypres paced with anticipation her body hunkered, skull pointed downward, and holding her posture in tense notion; she probably didn't have to say anything at all to anyone who dared approach. She halt her pacing as she looked up hearing footsteps approaching. Was it him?
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We must bury you (Mature) - by Ypres - June 28, 2014, 03:07 PM
RE: We must bury you (Mature) - by Majesty - June 28, 2014, 03:31 PM
RE: We must bury you (Mature) - by Ypres - June 28, 2014, 04:10 PM